New Magneto Novels & Stories

The Eclipse Pack of the North had expanded its land because people would not stop trooping in from other packs due to its political stability, peace, unity, and safety. Zevara’s eyes flicked open to the familiar confines of her room. She stared to her side, and the headspace was empty as usual. Magnus must have gone for his workout in the gym downstairs. He was determined to stay young and sexy for her—and heavens help him, he was succeeding. With how young and hot he looked, he could pass for a bachelor who had never been married before now. A small smile tugged at the corner of her lips as she pushed herself up.

Typical wolf. Nathan Nathan watched Rita walk away, his wolf stirring restlessly beneath his skin. She was better. Not fully recovered, but stronger. The pallor in her cheeks had warmed; her steps carried more certainty than they had in days. But that wasn't what made his pulse jump. There was something new in her magic now—a resonance that hadn't been there before. It wasn't just her own power anymore. Something—or someone—else's energy wove through it, amplifying the natural current of her magic into something richer, deeper.

“I have it covered.” “How?” Mag growls hotly. “I'm not going to let you leave with them—” “They are mine!” Rhett barks through clenched teeth, jumping to his feet in rage. “You have no right to make any decisions for them.” “That's where you're getting it wrong,” I bark, scoffing. “Magnus is Atlas's dad. And I have given him the right to make decisions for me and my child.” “And you don’t have to worry about how we’ll travel to my pack,” Rhett says, smiling again. “I have it covered.”

He makes it sound so easy, I think. “Go ahead and break into your partner groups,” Magnus instructs, clapping his hands together, and just like that, he’s no longer a demonic bat- person, just the same simply-dressed instructor with gleaming black eyes. “Your partners will be here to absorb any magic you unleash, and defuse you if you get out of control… or worse.” His words send a chill up my spine, but I try not to show it, turning reluctantly to Atlas, who’s standing next to me with his muscular arms crossed. “He’s talking about us like we’re bombs,” I complain.

The huge wolf said, inviting the vampire in as was custom. Magna scowled slightly, he hated it when lower creatures used his birth name. But it was necessary for him to enter safely. Once he crossed the threshold he looked around in distain as his underlings started to file in, lining up against the wall as they were told to do. As the door behind them closed, the Luna grinned. So, this was her mate’s secret partner huh? “I would say thank you... but.” Magna snarled as he looked around again. They called this dump a packhouse?!

“His Irish elk spirit, Antler, it’s… well, it’s like something out of a fairy tale. He can communicate with nature itself. Plants, animals—they bend to his will in battle.” Cathy’s mind reeled, trying to process the scope of these abilities. “How does anyone stand against that kind of power?” she whispered. The question felt rhetorical, but she asked it anyway. Cathy’s question hung in the air, heavy with implications. She watched Magnus’s face, noticing the way his jaw tightened, his eyes distant as if reliving memories he’d rather forget. Memories that obviously haunted him. “Why haven’t you told them about Kaito?” she asked carefully, her voice barely above a whisper.

"They record everything you know, even when they aren't turned on." I take a look back at my seat where my phone is currently blinking and vibrating. "All you need to know," she pats my hand. "Is that Magnus won't be able to follow us now. We've neutralized the few defenses he had, as well as his tracking systems." "We have more news as well," Sasha pulls up a screen. "And it is sad news, unfortunately."

A text message from an unknown number: "Impressive display, young Ancient. But three hunters are nothing compared to what's coming. The Council has decided you're too dangerous to live. Run all you want. Hide all you want. We will find you. And when we do, not even your wolf mate will be able to save you. — M" I show the message to Jace. His face goes pale. "Who's M?" I ask. "Magnus," he whispers. "The most powerful member of the Council. If he's coming for you personally."

" I moved forward and asked. Though I had few options, I wasn't sure if I trusted him. "I want your confidence," Magnus declared. Additionally, I need your assistance in creating a weapon. A weapon capable of destroying Azrak I looked at Kane, my thoughts whirling. "What sort of weapon is it?" Magnus described it as "a weapon that channels the energy of the earth itself." "It will have the ability to eliminate Azrak's shadow creatures and finally vanquish him." "Is it secure?" With a sinking heart, I asked. “What if it’s too much? What if it makes things worse?”

“Defy me tonight, and I’ll brand you rogue before the moon sets.” The words slammed into me like claws. Every muscle in my body locked. He’d do it too. He’d strip me of everything and watch me crawl. Magnus straightened again, his charm back in place. “Tonight,” he announced, “I reveal a Luna unlike any before. A Luna not just for me — but for every wolf under this moon.” The crowd gasped, whispers spreading like wildfire. Magnus raised his arm toward the grand staircase. “And here she comes — the flame that will heal our future.”